the hermit was once a child, too

Coming from a background
   where my voice absorbed
      into the walls daily

   & everything I’d said was always
        picked apart

          So I
               ed myself

     I know the reason you ask questions
                like I’m an encyclopedia
      because when I was a kid
   I was reading the encyclopedia

              I never wanted to not
                   know|I still always want to be
         prepared & trust me if I don’t know

                        you’ll fucking hear me yet


incomplete divination at 7

Forgive me if I go dark
     ///| unexpectedly
          the silverback decked me
                 & before I knew it
                 I was seeing stars &
                 relaying my address
         to the carnivorous ether[net]

                I’m drawing Temperance
                the Hermit and I’m seeing
                an Empress grinning
                devilishly, dangerous World
                for Lovers, in need of a Magician

                Especially now…


Fever Dream

A woman sits across from me
dealing cash for tarot dreams
her shawl laced with owl wings &
bronze ankles swaying/dangling
flickering gold & crystalline beads

by candlelight she’s peering up underneath
two black satin fans of lashes
Then she centers her gaze on You
You’re here too?
The magic woman gnashes her teeth
She says: don’t you know
what’s always next?

High Priestess, I guess but you don’t
believe in these things I know it—-
Death, dealing the skull with a smile to show it
Funny way to say Change you spit
Laying the Devil card flat with a hit